He’s psychotic, but I still open my legs. Smirking, he shoves his fingers into my hole, lighting my nerve endings up as I cry out.
“That’s it, baby. It’ll never feel this good with anyone else. I want people to know you’re mine because they can smell my cum in you at all times,” he growls. “I guess I’ll have to keep pumping you full of it, won’t I? Now, open like a good little human.”
Unable to refuse, I open my mouth wide. Is he going to spit in it again?
Pulling his fingers out of my hole, he shoves them into my mouth.
“Suck my cum off my fingers. Fuck that’s good. Harder. Yes,” he groans. “I hope you’re ready for round two.”
Flipping me onto my hands and knees, he strips out of his clothes.
“Not a bad pay off. If I kill you, you’ll just come back to life. Now, be a good boy and grip my cock like only you can,” he says.
Bane is my death and life wrapped into a sexy package, and I can’t say no.
Chapter
Eight
Bane
Huh, I guess it is possible for my little human to pass out from too many orgasms. I have to say, it was fun figuring that out.
Onyx is sprawled out on his stomach snoring softly, his used ass exposed. My mouth waters at the sight, teeth aching to bend down and bite the peachy firm mounds.
But alas, that will have to wait. I can feel Lucifer’s frustration with me buzzing around like an annoying fly. The last thing I want to do is disrespect or upset the king when he’s so graciously allowed me and my mate to stay in his home.
I throw the blanket over Onyx, not wanting to risk anyone seeing my mate naked while I’m gone, and slip out of the room.
“Come in!” Lucifer calls from behind the door after I knock.
“My Lord.” I nod in greeting as I step inside.
“Bane.” He sighs heavily. “It’s about damn time. I was wondering when you’d be out of your mate long enough to grace me with your presence.” The corner of his mouth twitches. It seems the king is amused with me. It’s better than wanting to end me.
“Apologies, sir.”
He waves me off. “It’s to be expected. I remember how I was after meeting my mates. I don’t think I left the bedroom forweeks.” He gives me a wicked grin. Leaning forward in his chair, he places his arms on the table. “However, we need to have a little talk.”
“Is this about the guard I killed?”
“It is.” He nods. “Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m all for a good murder. But we’re going to have to put some conditions in place if I’m going to be finding my men dropping like flies around my castle.”
“I’m not sorry for what I did. He put his hand on my mate. Tried to take what did not belong to him. I will kill anyone who makes that mistake.” I hold my head high.
“And you should do exactly that.” he chuckles. “However, if you’re going to be murdering my men, you’re going to have to bring them back.”
“They don’t deserve to live.” I snarl.
He narrows his eyes. “You bring them back, and I’ll deal with them. I can assure you, they won’t make their mistakes again.”
“And ones who aren't your men?”
“As long as they’re not my mates, or my mates’ mates and my daughter or her mates, then feel free to kill away.” he shrugs. “They’re nothing to me. If they deserve to die, then it’s their time.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“And please, clean up your mess. Do you know how hard it is to get demon blood out of carpet? It’s a nightmare.” he sighs like it’s the biggest inconvenience.
